BURGUNDIANS AND ARMAGNACS La guerre est ma patrie,mon harnois ma maison,et en toute saisoncombattre, c’est ma vie. War is my fatherlandmy armour is my house,and in every seasoncombat is my life. — Folksong n the first day of March in the year 1409, the populace of the city of Chartres were surprised by the news that royal guests were arriving in great numbers. Workmen in the King’s service appeared in the cathedral to construct a dais for the royal chair beside the altar; flags and banners were unfurled as though for a fete. Only when more processions—of nobles, courtiers, horsemen and soldiers—entered Chartres did some information begin to circulate about the purpose of this impressive gathering. Burgundy and Orléans, it seemed, were ready for a new reconciliation before God and the King; scoffers asked, for the umpteenth time? The people had no opportunity to take part in what promised to be a joyous celebration; it became clear before long that the great lords wished this peace treaty to be a private affair.
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